The Wizarding Age

The Lance plane is a paradise for dragons.

However, the prerequisite is that you must be an orthodox dragon.

Although the Emerald Dragon is not as good as the pure Golden Dragon, it can be regarded as an orthodox dragon. However, it is a pity that the Green Dragon that came with this time is not one of the orthodox dragons.

If such a miscellaneous dragon has a harder claw and a stronger strength, it is possible to create a world. But it will still be rejected by those orthodox dragons who claim to have pure blood.

If the Emerald Dragon who came to the Lance plane with Ams becomes a dragon lord, there will be no problem. But if those green dragons become dragon lords, they will definitely be beaten by nearby dragons.

This is an unwritten rule of the Lance plane, and even Ams can't do anything about it!

You know, when Ams was trying to win over these dragons in the Faen plane, he made many promises in one breath and painted a picture of a perfect dragon paradise for them. If it can't be realized now, it will inevitably lead to their disloyalty and abandonment.

Therefore, when he suddenly heard Grimm's question, the 3rd-level Thunder Dragon Arms could not help but fall silent.

"My Lord, you have recruited soldiers and horses now, and you are strong and powerful. Why don't you take the opportunity to expand your territory?" Grimm sneered maliciously, with a strong meaning of fanning the flames.

Knowing that the other party just wanted to fish in troubled waters, the wizard's proposal hit Arms's soft spot, so he couldn't help but hesitate.

"I found out after I came here that your dragon lords often have internal wars because of territory issues. The winner gets the land, and the loser is forced to flee. This is always the truth!" Grimm continued to persuade.

"But our dragon clan will never kill each other. Even those losers can leave smoothly with their wealth. This is our bottom line that we don't allow outsiders to trample on!" Arms said proudly with dissatisfaction.

Obviously, it doesn't have a good impression of wizards who kill people to death and kill their own people.

"Of course, of course, I will never force you to go against the spirit of the dragon race." Grimm smiled: "However, Lord Arms, next time you want to expel a dragon, can you let us know in advance? You want land and people, I want losers... As long as the loser leaves its territory, its future will have nothing to do with you, right?"

Arms was speechless, and was once again shocked by the shrewdness and calculations of human wizards.

These human wizards seem to have no principles and bottom lines. Even among their own kind, they can't help but eat flesh and bones, and they are even more vicious to foreigners. But after thinking about it, it seems that this is the only way to solve this problem.

After all, this time, the other party was able to smuggle eleven dragons from the Faen plane to the Lance plane, and the other party "helped" me a lot. According to the transaction contract between Arms and Alice, this level 3 dragon will have to work for a while before it is possible to pay back such a huge sum of money.

Gritting his teeth, Arms finally made up his mind.

"I will drive away these dragons for you without charging you any fee... However, from today on, I will deal with the dragon lords of the territories I like, and you will be responsible for cleaning up the dragon legions and affiliated forces below. If... if there are any unexpected gains, I... I want half..."

Grimm smiled leisurely.

Although Arms' words were very obscure, he still understood the meaning.

This guy obviously wanted to get some dividends, but he didn't want to be stained with the blood of his own kind.

From now on, Arms can challenge the surrounding people in the name of the dragon lord. Once the other party is defeated, Arms can only let the other party leave with his wealth according to the rules of the dragon clan. At that time, it will be the human wizards who will come forward and take charge of the sneak attack.

And the unexpected gains it mentioned probably refer to the private collection of the defeated dragon!

Although this could not achieve Grimm's original intention, Grimm still agreed and signed a new alliance contract with Arms.

After the contract was completed, at the call of Arms, twelve dragons rushed out of the metal fortress at the same time, and pounced on the female fire dragon and the six male dragons that were still circling in the sky nearby.

To be honest, seeing a large group of dragons suddenly rushing out of the metal fortress that had been attacked for a long time, not to mention the male dragons of level 1 and 2, even the level 3 Philippa was shocked.

However, without any explanation, this group of dragons that suddenly appeared pounced on them with their fangs and claws, and attacked their dazed counterparts.

With more people fighting fewer, and the dragon group led by Arms was also more powerful than the female fire dragon team. Therefore, the two sides only collided and impacted in the sky for two or three times, and a dragon in the female fire dragon team turned around and fled away while wailing all the way.

The dragon language shook the sky, and the dragon roared continuously...

Unfortunately, no matter how the female fire dragon roared and cursed, Arms did not say a word, and took his beloved emerald dragon beauty Aritina to attack the female fire dragon.

Two level 3 dragons worked together to fight against a level 3 female fire dragon. Even though Philippa called herself the "Star of Doom", she could not resist the opponent's swift attack.

A large amount of dragon blood poured down, and dragon scales as big as a washbasin swirled down from the sky.

Unable to withstand the attack of two dragons, the female fire dragon finally had the intention to retreat. She desperately flapped her already tattered red dragon wings and flew towards her own territory. As for the male dragons who still stayed on the battlefield and fought tenaciously, she could no longer care about them.

Although they had all the advantages, the dragons of Arms did not kill them all. Perhaps it would be more accurate to say that the Dragon Alliance does not allow dragons to kill each other. Fighting with each other to snatch spouses or territories is fine, but killing one's own kind is absolutely forbidden.

Once a dragon kills its own kind, it will be punished by the great dragon god and become the public enemy of all dragons!

Therefore, even if the number and level of the other side are completely crushed, Arms can only watch these dragons flee with injuries.

"Gazlowe, send out your eye guards to investigate the whereabouts and territories of all dragons. Humph, they come to our territory to show off their power, and find a chance to get rid of them one by one..." Looking at the two groups of dragons leaving one after another, Grimm shouted coldly.

"Everything is as you wish!"

The dragon disaster that has troubled him for half a year has finally passed, and Gazlowe is also full of anger and anger. With Grimm's authorization, in a hidden part of the mountain where the metal fortress is located, the rock gently moved to one side to reveal a huge entrance and exit, and then thirty or forty metal eyeballs swarmed out like a swarm of bees, and flew into the distance closely behind the dragon group.

At the same time, more maintenance engineering robots poured out of the metal fortress and began to repair and maintain the outer walls and magic cannons of the fortress. There were even engineering robots that took large pieces of rocks from nearby and then attached them to the outer walls one by one.

In this way, if you fly far away from the sky, even with the super vision of the dragon, it is difficult to quickly identify the location of the metal fortress.

The current metal fortress, under the control of Gazlowe, is still continuously mining the metal veins under the mountain. And the energy it needs comes entirely from the magic furnace, without external help. In this way, it becomes less and less noticeable.

After a few words to sort out the development plan of the Lance plane, Grimm once again returned to the Flame Throne after years of absence through the teleportation array.

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Wizard World, Fire Throne.

As soon as he got out of the teleportation array, he ran into Gargamel who came to greet him.

"Have you dealt with the captives and spoils brought back?"

"Yes!" Gargamel replied respectfully: "All the spoils have been collected in the warehouse of the Witch Tower, and as for the captives, they have been detained on the second floor of the Witch Tower. And... this time the lord has returned successfully, do you think we should prepare a grand welcome banquet tonight?"

Grimm paused and pondered for a moment.

Although he himself was not interested in this kind of banquet, as the family members gradually grew and expanded, similar family banquets became indispensable. After all, this is also an important way for family members to get to know each other and communicate with each other!

"Well, I think it's okay! You can do it at your discretion! The time is tonight, and the location is set on the third floor of the Witch Tower..."

"I understand, lord, I will prepare it now!" Nodding repeatedly, Gargamel briefly reported the situation of the Witch Tower, and then left quickly.

Slowly walking to the residence on the fourth floor of the Wu Tower, in the room, Grimm saw Mary leaning on the big bed without any surprise.

At some point, she had changed into a thin and soft black silk robe.

The silk robe was not big, just covering Mary's small and delicate shoulders, revealing her smooth and beautiful snow-white neck and complete collarbone, as well as a small part of her fleshy mound. As for the lower part, the length was not even above the knee, revealing Mary's pair of slender calves and round and flawless beautiful ankles.

"Why... didn't Alice let you stay there?" Mary's charming and charming face was full of a faint smile and unconcealed jealousy: "Has Lance's matter been dealt with?"

As Mary's white and jade-like perfect figure gently stretched on the silky bed, even Grimm couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

"Then what celebration plan do you have prepared?" Mary continued to ask in a charming tone.

And she rolled around on the bed like a young girl. As her movements increased, the edges of her silk robe opened and closed, revealing her two smooth, white thighs. Even her charming triangle area became vaguely visible, causing Grimm to be short of breath and distracted.

"I originally wanted to take a shower and change clothes to attend the banquet... but now I have changed my mind!"

"Oh... what did you change your mind?" Mary stopped rolling curiously and asked half-raised.

Looking at the boundless beauty that was enough to make her restless, Grimm roared unhappily: "I have decided, before attending the banquet, I will... eat you!"

With a tiger pounce, Mary's triumphant and unbridled laughter like a silver bell rang in the room...